Panlong: Transcending from the Dominator of the Water System

Chapter 135 The Iron Crown Appears, Attracting the Attention of the Gods

"Damn, Beirut, you did a fantastic job!"

Lei Sijing patted Beirut's shoulder three times, her tone tinged with envy.

Although Lei Sijing is the only son of the Zijing God, it is impossible for him to ask for help from the Great Perfection.

"I never expected this to happen."

Beirut stroked his beard, gave a wry smile, and fell into deep thought.

"Clementine is very strong!"

A crimson light flashed in Bamer's eyes, and he seemed to vaguely sense a direction for a breakthrough.

Although Clementine didn't directly make a move, the subtle yet undeniable pressure emanating from him was undeniably real. This was different from the lofty position of the main god; it represented a realm that higher gods could potentially reach, and was the ultimate pursuit of all gods.

"Alright, stop looking. When Clementine came, he didn't conceal his presence. Now that he's gone, some people might think we've been attacked and are planning to come and take advantage of the situation!"

Lei Sijing waved his hand in front of the two Beirutians, interrupting their thoughts.

"Whizzing!"

As Leisijing finished speaking, several whooshing sounds came from not far away, as if someone had sensed the divine power fluctuations here and was preparing to come and take advantage of the situation.

"Just in time!"

A glint of light flashed in Beirut's eyes; his Devourer was already itching for more.

"Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The gray energy exploded instantly, and the four of them, including Lei Sijing, simultaneously activated the power of the main god, rushing out of the cave in an instant.

"Damn it, it's Lei Sijing and his gang! Run!"

The red-haired youth at the front widened his eyes, cursed inwardly, and turned to leave, but it was too late.

A gigantic phantom of a god-devouring rat emerged from behind Beirut, and a special kind of celestial energy directly entered the youth's soul.

"No!"

The young man only had time to cry out in alarm before he lost his life, and his divine essence flew out.

"run!"

Those who witnessed this scene scattered and fled, each fearing they weren't running fast enough; several even directly activated the power of the main god.

"They're all running really fast!"

Lei Sijing spat, angrily took back the only badge, and spoke with some annoyance.

"It seems we'll have a hard time getting enough badges. We've got eight badges so far, which is only two per person on average. That's too few."

Beirut sighed and spoke with a hint of helplessness.

"I'm telling you, this is clearly your first time participating in a dimensional war, and getting two is already quite an achievement, not to mention there's still the Star River Showdown to come!"

Resjing was taken aback by Beirut's words and couldn't help but retort.

Back then, when Resjing first participated in the interdimensional war, he relied on the fact that many people didn't know him and only managed to get five badges at once. The three of them couldn't even share two badges.

"The final battle in the galaxy... It must be very dangerous. Should we participate?"

Beirut hesitated. It was his first time participating in a planar war, and he wanted to play it safe a little. Although he himself was certainly not afraid, since his defense was invincible, others might not be.

"What's there to be afraid of? With our strength, we are not someone that ordinary people can deal with in the final battle on the interdimensional battlefield. As long as we are careful, this is not a problem."

Lei Jing waved his hand and then looked at Bamo. He was sure there would be no problem with Lei Hong, but as for Bamo, his own opinion should be respected.

"I'm fine. Since I'm here, I'll still go and see the final battle."

A fighting spirit flashed in Barmer's eyes. Clementine's appearance had just given him a jolt, and he was now eager for a battle to push his new insights forward.

"Alright, it's settled then. Let's find a place to rest first, and wait for the final battle to begin!"

Lei Sijing chuckled, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes as well.

This dimensional battlefield is a showdown between Hell and the God of Light. Hell has poured in a large number of soldiers and commanders, and seems determined to win.

Soon, the time for the decisive battle arrived.

Within the spatial turbulence, a group of main gods gathered together, gazing at the star passage from afar, and split into several small groups to discuss among themselves.

"Utrecht, you seem to have committed quite a few troops this time. What, are you finally preparing to compete for a ten-game winning streak?"

The Lord of Death smiled and looked at the Lord of Destruction, who remained silent.

"It wouldn't be right for me not to participate if you guys are always competing."

The Lord of Destruction spoke calmly, casually answering the Lord of Death's question.

Upon hearing this, the Lord of Death raised an eyebrow slightly and fell into deep thought for a moment. After a while, he turned to look at Hope, who was not far away.

"Hope, do you know about Utrecht's situation? Does he have some trump card up his sleeve?" The voice of the Death Lord entered Hope's mind, tinged with doubt.

"I do not know either!"

Hope shook his head slightly. He didn't quite understand Utrecht's thoughts, but he could guess that Utrecht probably had some trump cards up his sleeve.

On the other side, Augusta also frowned. Utrecht's sudden deployment of almost all of Purgatory's forces caught him off guard.

However, Augusta hesitated only slightly before deciding not to send out the twelve-winged angels. This battle was just the third consecutive victory for the God of Light, so losing was no big deal. Besides, the twelve-winged angels were meant for the Celestial Realm, and Augusta wouldn't use them here.

As the thoughts of the main gods diverged, the final battle in the Star River Passage began...

"Boom~~"

A massive burst of seven-colored light pierced the sky, signaling the start of the decisive battle. The armies of both sides charged forward instantly. On the battlefield, a vast amount of divine power surged, and divine essences, corpses, badges, and even divine artifacts were scattered everywhere, creating utter chaos.

"Hahaha, so happy!"

Leisijing and his three companions hid in the middle of the army, carefully defending themselves while constantly searching for their target commander. As for the numerous soldier badges that could be exchanged for the power of the main god, the four of them didn't even glance at them.

"Four-person group ahead, material attack!"

A squad noticed Lei Sijing and his group of four, and the squad leader promptly issued an order.

"Om~~"

Instantly, hundreds of attacks rushed towards the four of them, golden light tearing through space.

"bring it on!"

Beirut sneered and stood directly in front, letting the attacks fall on him.

"Hmm? Such strong defense!"

The white-robed squad leader was startled and was about to order his soldiers to use their soul attacks when a huge phantom of a God-Devouring Rat appeared, and the white-robed squad leader instantly collapsed.

"go to hell!"

Barmer emerged from behind Beirut, transforming into a fiery red streak of light that pierced through the hundred-man squad. He then instantly flew back, and in just a few moments, the hundred-man squad was killed and reduced to dust.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Barmer returned, a gray object suddenly rushed in from the spatial rift and landed in Barmer's hand.

"Huh? What is that? A crown?"

Bamer paused for a moment, glanced at the black crown in his hand, and a surge of life energy emerged, instantly healing all of Bamer's injuries.

"This is... a rare treasure of heaven and earth?"

Barmer was stunned for a moment, but then realized that this was a battlefield. He casually put the crown into his spatial ring and continued fighting.

At the same time, a glint flashed in Hope's eyes amidst the spatial turbulence. Just a moment ago, he clearly saw the nine grooves on the crown and the central spot that seemed to be where a crystal could be placed.

"The Iron Crown? It's actually here!"

A glint of light flashed in Hope's eyes before he quickly concealed it, returning to his composed state.

If Hope were to go directly to Balmer to ask for the crown now, it would inevitably arouse suspicion from the other gods. Therefore, Hope decided to wait until Balmer returned before taking it.

"Huh? That guy named Barmer seems to have obtained a rare and extraordinary artifact from the spatial turbulence?"

The Lord of Life noticed this scene and let out a soft exclamation.

"It looks like a rare treasure with restorative abilities. To find such a treasure in a dimensional battlefield, Bamer is quite lucky."

The Lord of Death glanced at Barmer and spoke casually.

"Gentlemen, is this Bamer someone's messenger? If not, I would like to exchange this rare and wondrous artifact for a closer look."

The Lord of Life glanced at the other main gods, a hint of interest in his eyes.

Judging from the crown's appearance, it seemed to be a wondrous object of nature containing vitality, which aroused the interest of the Life Master.

“Vivia, Barmer is my envoy, and I would like to take this crown back and study it.”

Seeing this, Hope slowly spoke, stopping the master of life.

"Oh? He's Hope's messenger?"

The Lord of Life let out a soft exclamation, then glanced at Bamer a few more times.

The other gods also showed some surprise, and their attention was immediately focused on Bamer.

There have always been rumors among the main gods of the divine plane that the messenger of the water-elemental ruler is either a Great Perfection expert or a super divine beast. However, this suddenly appearing Bamo is clearly not a divine beast. For a moment, some main gods doubted whether Bamo might have the qualifications of a Great Perfection expert.
“Barmer and Beirut beside him are envoys I took in at the same time.”

Hope spoke calmly, without saying much, only briefly explaining the two envoys.

(End of this chapter)